Peace in the Sausage War
‘Hurrah! It’s peace in the Sausage War!’

‘Hurrah! It’s peace in the Sausage War!’
‘We’re going to space because it’s less hassle than going to Portugal.’
‘Bend the rules! Move the goalposts! Kick it into touch!’
‘How about never? Never’s good for me.’
‘It’s a postcard from our neighbours on staycation next door.’
‘As a keen cyclist, Boris would want us to ignore the traffic lights.’
‘That’s a relief — we feared you had an explosive dossier.’
‘We’re free to cancel going abroad.’
‘I’m getting them in before the next lockdown.’
‘I forget all of Angela Rayner’s titles.’
‘I draw the line at leading the Labour party.’
‘I feel sorry for the Scots — held in the United Kingdom against their will.’
‘Oh no! I completely forgot to be apathetic!’
‘He should try turning it off and on again...’
‘Let’s play War. I’ll be Chatty Rat and you be Foolish and Unethical.’
‘You must ask yourself the question: “Will I be stinking rich?”’
‘Halt! Who goes there — friend or Defence Secretary?
‘It’s the new Quentin Tarantino bloodfest.’
‘Our son’s so lazy, I’m having to take his Covid test for him.’
‘I know it’s good to get to school early, but 8 March is two weeks away.’